Falling In Love With Mr Bad Boy

Chapter 2- What A Morning

Having to sneak back into the house wasn't as easy as it was made to be. They had locked the door on you. You could not get in. So there was the knocking on the door option which would risk you getting grounded.

Window option. They always leave the kitchen window open.

You climbed over the back gate and opened the window all the way and clambered in, trying not to make a sound on the counter top.

Leaping down like a graceful sack of potatoes, you land on your face with a bang.

Great Y/N great.

You jump up and continue to tiptoe into the living room where your little sister is passed out on the sofa, her arms sprawled off the sofa, her butt in the air.

You walked up the stairs slowly, so slowly that you could feel the ache in your legs.

When you got onto the landing you wondered nervously to your room, pushed the door open and led down on my bed, sinking my head into my pillow and making a muffled groan.

Ace Mason kissed you. You kept running it through your mind, and then you had a sudden realisation, he will be at your school.

You closed your eyes and tried to dream about school, seeing your best friends Ava and Freya who were sisters, Freya being the oldest by a 11 months.

And soon the early morning rays were peaking through the curtains, you pulled the pillow over your head to defend your eyes.

And then the alarm came right on time.

You pulled yourself out of bed, as usual and dragged yourself to the bathroom used the toilet, brushed your teeth as you wouldn't be eating. I jumped in the shower and let the hot water drip down and you just stand there.

You finally got out after after 20 minutes and wrapped a clean towell around yourself and walked into your room and Ace was there. He had his back to you and was staring at the photo of you and your dad.

Your dad left when you were 5 and it's been 10 years and you and your family and fine. But that's not the point, the point is that Ace Mason was in your room and you are naked.

"Ace!" You yell, trying to keep your voice reasonably quite. He turned around and then he started grinning.

"What's underneath" he winked and you screamed and ran to the bathroom. "I'm joking! I'll pick you some clothes and go."

He took a whole 20 minutes in choosing what for you to wear and you were going to be late.

"It's outside the bathroom door, get changed and I'll give you a lift to school"

You opened the door, peeped out and snatched the clothes. He chose a pair of ripped shorts and your bat man belly top, with.....a matching thong and bra.

You growled to your self as you changed.

You pulled on a pair of white ankle socks and waltzed out of your bathroom door to find him looking at your book collection.

"Interesting? So interesting that it's going to make us late for school?" You barked.

He turned around and laughed opening the door for you.

You walked out and paraded downstairs, looking at the mirror at the end and glancing at your outfit in disgust. You would have changed but you didn't have the time.

"You look fit Y/N" he announced as if he read your mind.

You took a gulp and opened the front door looking at his ford right outside, parked ready. As if planned.